I was once an aspiring martyr. I’d pride myself on how often, or how deeply, I’d suffer when doing too much for someone else. I would brag about how I’d show up for people, even when my own life was falling apart around me. In a distorted messed-up way, I thought this was evidence that I was an outstanding friend, worthy of love and appreciation.
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Being Nice Isn’t The Same As Being Kind
Don’t hear me wrong. I’m not saying I’ve taken up the task of becoming a rude insensitive jerk, just because I can. I’m not trying to swing so far to the other side of the spectrum that I fulfill some sort of reverse prophecy. What I am interested in though, is not letting the opinions of others sway my thoughts and actions (and in-actions) so often.
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The Only New Years Resolution You Need
Planning your New Years Resolution? After a year of plannis interruptis, it may feel like it's time to take back control! But is it?
